Chapter 331 King of Beasts?
It was Saint Yuntian who left Yinxu and rushed to another battlefield. Saint Haoran was worried that Saint Yuntian's actions might be rash and wrong, so he decided to stay here in person to deal with possible variables.
Similarly, Fang Lei's words are followed by actions, and he is the only one who can track them backwards, so it is the best choice for him to stay.
A few days after the departure of Saint Yuntian, an unprecedented horrific change occurred in Yinxu.
The originally peaceful Yin Ruins suddenly fell into chaos, and an indescribable weird area appeared inside.
That strange area seemed to be born out of nothingness, and a weird aura instantly enveloped the sky above Yinxu, shrouding it in endless fear.
At the same time, the earth began to undergo frightening changes and became increasingly alienated.
Countless vegetation beasts were affected by this force and were forced to mutate into hideous and terrifying monsters. Their appearance became distorted and terrifying, making people shudder.
Taking advantage of the continuous expansion of territory, the strange army began to endlessly encroach on the land of Yinxu.
Faced with this kind of change, the coalition of monks and the monsters of Yinxu were unable to resist, and could only rely on the power of the Chaos Bell to temporarily isolate these alienated areas.
However, the power of the Chaos Bell cannot trace back time and space to restore the earth like the Mountain and River Cauldron, so the coalition of monks can only retreat continuously and try their best to resist the invasion of monsters.
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However, this tug-of-war did not last long. The next moment, an extremely huge creature suddenly emerged from the gap in time and space, like a moving mountain, crushing the surrounding space.
The aura emanating from his body was extremely terrifying, and the aftermath alone caused irreversible changes to the cultivators and monsters.
This change first began in the mind. The eyes of those affected monks and monsters became confused and they began to attack their comrades and companions, causing chaos and huge casualties within the coalition forces.
"Yuan Man, wake up!" someone shouted anxiously.
"What are you doing?"
"Asshole, kill them, they are already fallen cultivators!"
"Big Brother, don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm not a fallen cultivator."
For a moment, panic and chaos spread among the coalition of monks, and fighting even broke out within the coalition.
On the contrary, the Yinxu monsters were able to accurately identify the mutated monsters and unite to resist.
Gu Canghao witnessed all this and felt deeply sad.
The performance of the human race is actually not as good as that of the demon race?
"It's not that we can't compare, but the demons used some tricks, while the humans fought each other, and there were already some conflicts between the various forces, so it's normal for them to take the opportunity to do something dirty." Fang Lei smiled, as if he thought the scene before him was a bit funny and ridiculous.
"Methods?" Gu Canghao ignored the second half of Fang Lei's sentence, and instead began to ask Fang Lei what the methods of the demon clan were.
"Smell!" Fang Lei gave the answer very simply.
"Smell?" Gu Canghao was a little confused when he heard it.
"After being contaminated by the strangeness, the smell of these monsters changed... It became a little 'cold', 'fishy' and 'wet'."
"But don't most monsters have this smell? They need to constantly devour the flesh and blood of other monsters to grow, so there must be some residual blood smell in their bodies. The same goes for other smells."
Fang Lei did not answer this question, but directly placed a row of strange colors in front of Gu Canghao.
These colors are just like the lipsticks on the Blue Planet in the previous life. The colors are only slightly different, but overall they are similar. "Can you tell them apart?" Fang Lei asked.
"Yes!" Gu Canghao nodded speechlessly.
After all, he is a cultivator, so his vision is naturally not to be underestimated. What does Fang Lei mean by asking this question?
"But the monsters may not be able to tell them apart." Fang Lei added.
"What?" Gu Canghao didn't understand at first, but the next moment he suddenly understood.
"I see. What you mean is that, just like these colors, the smells that we cannot distinguish are extremely clear to monsters."
"Yeah!" Fang Lei nodded.
"Then why did the demon clan also suffer a defeat in the first place?" Gu Canghao asked doubtfully, with a hint of confusion in his voice.
In his opinion, since the demons have the ability to distinguish between friend and foe, they should be able to hold their ground on the battlefield, and naturally they should be as indestructible as an iron wall on the battlefield.
Fang Lei glanced at Gu Canghao and told him the unbelievable truth.
"At that time, the demons did not think of them as enemies, but just another kind of demon beasts. They even thought they were more advanced, so they readily accepted them."
"What?" Gu Canghao was stunned when he heard the answer, as if struck by lightning.
It is very simple to infer that the bloodlines of monsters are complicated and diverse, just like the branches and leaves of the World Tree, endless.
Whether it is the Qilin, the king of beasts, the Phoenix, the king of birds, or the dragon, the king of fish scales, they all incorporate characteristics of other animals.
Therefore, it is not difficult to infer that the more powerful the monster is, the more characteristics of other animals it possesses.
Because what this actually represents is a process of life evolution in which one's strengths are learned and one's weaknesses are overcome.
When they need to fly, they grow wings; when they need to defend, they cover themselves with scales; when they need to fight, they grow claws and fangs.
The secret of life lies in constant adaptation, change, and evolution, and the monster clan is the most solid inheritor of this.
But then again, are there really pure, identical monsters?
The answer is yes. Those creatures called livestock and poultry have been domesticated by humans and have lost the ability to fight against nature, so naturally there is no need for them to evolve anything else.
But real monsters are not like this, they also have their own totems and beliefs.
“Among the monsters, if there is a beast master who dominates many monsters, or an existence that is revered by people as the god of monsters, then it must have a myriad of appearances—with hundreds of forms and thousands of faces, like a furnace of life, constantly shaping and reshaping itself.”
At this point, both Fang Lei and Gu Canghao unconsciously looked at the strange Lord who had not yet set foot in Yinxu—the Lord of a Thousand Faces.
Because this Lord of a Thousand Faces perfectly fits Fang Lei's imagination and description of the Beast God - hundreds of forms, thousands of faces, and the melting pot of life.
Because of this, it is no wonder that the monsters were defeated... After all, who would raise a butcher knife against their own totems and beliefs?
"Little... little friend, are you kidding?" Gu Canghao's words began to stutter.
"Don't you think it's very strange that the Monster Clan and the Chaos Bell are determined to kill the Lord of a Thousand Faces?" Fang Lei's light words made Gu Canghao choose to shut up.
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Next, as usual, I have to prepare to think about the next part of the plot, and the updates will not be stable.
(End of this chapter)
It was Saint Yuntian who left Yinxu and rushed to another battlefield. Saint Haoran was worried that Saint Yuntian's actions might be rash and wrong, so he decided to stay here in person to deal with possible variables.
Similarly, Fang Lei's words are followed by actions, and he is the only one who can track them backwards, so it is the best choice for him to stay.
A few days after the departure of Saint Yuntian, an unprecedented horrific change occurred in Yinxu.
The originally peaceful Yin Ruins suddenly fell into chaos, and an indescribable weird area appeared inside.
That strange area seemed to be born out of nothingness, and a weird aura instantly enveloped the sky above Yinxu, shrouding it in endless fear.
At the same time, the earth began to undergo frightening changes and became increasingly alienated.
Countless vegetation beasts were affected by this force and were forced to mutate into hideous and terrifying monsters. Their appearance became distorted and terrifying, making people shudder.
Taking advantage of the continuous expansion of territory, the strange army began to endlessly encroach on the land of Yinxu.
Faced with this kind of change, the coalition of monks and the monsters of Yinxu were unable to resist, and could only rely on the power of the Chaos Bell to temporarily isolate these alienated areas.
However, the power of the Chaos Bell cannot trace back time and space to restore the earth like the Mountain and River Cauldron, so the coalition of monks can only retreat continuously and try their best to resist the invasion of monsters.
*****
However, this tug-of-war did not last long. The next moment, an extremely huge creature suddenly emerged from the gap in time and space, like a moving mountain, crushing the surrounding space.
The aura emanating from his body was extremely terrifying, and the aftermath alone caused irreversible changes to the cultivators and monsters.
This change first began in the mind. The eyes of those affected monks and monsters became confused and they began to attack their comrades and companions, causing chaos and huge casualties within the coalition forces.
"Yuan Man, wake up!" someone shouted anxiously.
"What are you doing?"
"Asshole, kill them, they are already fallen cultivators!"
"Big Brother, don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm not a fallen cultivator."
For a moment, panic and chaos spread among the coalition of monks, and fighting even broke out within the coalition.
On the contrary, the Yinxu monsters were able to accurately identify the mutated monsters and unite to resist.
Gu Canghao witnessed all this and felt deeply sad.
The performance of the human race is actually not as good as that of the demon race?
"It's not that we can't compare, but the demons used some tricks, while the humans fought each other, and there were already some conflicts between the various forces, so it's normal for them to take the opportunity to do something dirty." Fang Lei smiled, as if he thought the scene before him was a bit funny and ridiculous.
"Methods?" Gu Canghao ignored the second half of Fang Lei's sentence, and instead began to ask Fang Lei what the methods of the demon clan were.
"Smell!" Fang Lei gave the answer very simply.
"Smell?" Gu Canghao was a little confused when he heard it.
"After being contaminated by the strangeness, the smell of these monsters changed... It became a little 'cold', 'fishy' and 'wet'."
"But don't most monsters have this smell? They need to constantly devour the flesh and blood of other monsters to grow, so there must be some residual blood smell in their bodies. The same goes for other smells."
Fang Lei did not answer this question, but directly placed a row of strange colors in front of Gu Canghao.
These colors are just like the lipsticks on the Blue Planet in the previous life. The colors are only slightly different, but overall they are similar. "Can you tell them apart?" Fang Lei asked.
"Yes!" Gu Canghao nodded speechlessly.
After all, he is a cultivator, so his vision is naturally not to be underestimated. What does Fang Lei mean by asking this question?
"But the monsters may not be able to tell them apart." Fang Lei added.
"What?" Gu Canghao didn't understand at first, but the next moment he suddenly understood.
"I see. What you mean is that, just like these colors, the smells that we cannot distinguish are extremely clear to monsters."
"Yeah!" Fang Lei nodded.
"Then why did the demon clan also suffer a defeat in the first place?" Gu Canghao asked doubtfully, with a hint of confusion in his voice.
In his opinion, since the demons have the ability to distinguish between friend and foe, they should be able to hold their ground on the battlefield, and naturally they should be as indestructible as an iron wall on the battlefield.
Fang Lei glanced at Gu Canghao and told him the unbelievable truth.
"At that time, the demons did not think of them as enemies, but just another kind of demon beasts. They even thought they were more advanced, so they readily accepted them."
"What?" Gu Canghao was stunned when he heard the answer, as if struck by lightning.
It is very simple to infer that the bloodlines of monsters are complicated and diverse, just like the branches and leaves of the World Tree, endless.
Whether it is the Qilin, the king of beasts, the Phoenix, the king of birds, or the dragon, the king of fish scales, they all incorporate characteristics of other animals.
Therefore, it is not difficult to infer that the more powerful the monster is, the more characteristics of other animals it possesses.
Because what this actually represents is a process of life evolution in which one's strengths are learned and one's weaknesses are overcome.
When they need to fly, they grow wings; when they need to defend, they cover themselves with scales; when they need to fight, they grow claws and fangs.
The secret of life lies in constant adaptation, change, and evolution, and the monster clan is the most solid inheritor of this.
But then again, are there really pure, identical monsters?
The answer is yes. Those creatures called livestock and poultry have been domesticated by humans and have lost the ability to fight against nature, so naturally there is no need for them to evolve anything else.
But real monsters are not like this, they also have their own totems and beliefs.
“Among the monsters, if there is a beast master who dominates many monsters, or an existence that is revered by people as the god of monsters, then it must have a myriad of appearances—with hundreds of forms and thousands of faces, like a furnace of life, constantly shaping and reshaping itself.”
At this point, both Fang Lei and Gu Canghao unconsciously looked at the strange Lord who had not yet set foot in Yinxu—the Lord of a Thousand Faces.
Because this Lord of a Thousand Faces perfectly fits Fang Lei's imagination and description of the Beast God - hundreds of forms, thousands of faces, and the melting pot of life.
Because of this, it is no wonder that the monsters were defeated... After all, who would raise a butcher knife against their own totems and beliefs?
"Little... little friend, are you kidding?" Gu Canghao's words began to stutter.
"Don't you think it's very strange that the Monster Clan and the Chaos Bell are determined to kill the Lord of a Thousand Faces?" Fang Lei's light words made Gu Canghao choose to shut up.
-
Next, as usual, I have to prepare to think about the next part of the plot, and the updates will not be stable.
(End of this chapter)
